Ronnie scratches his head confused. “Oh excuse me. You’re talking about the judge! Yeah I paid him. But I gave no instructions to vote for me. I simply told him to make me win. Alas he failed in this task. And now I know why. So ma’am. It looks like YOU paid him to vote for you. Tsk tsk. How many of the other voters were paid?” Ronnie gives off a small chuckle before continuing. 

“And me being wrong? I believe not. I am always right. This is why god has bestowed his gift of sexiness upon me. It is why women faint by my mere presence. I am the human incarnation of sexy. And you ma’am. Are blessed to Be here infront of me!”

Ivy laughs “Yes, the judge! Was the only person I paid thank you! Was simply for a retraction and not for a vote.” 
 

“You are wrong Ronnie. You just don’t want to see that. Why would this time be any different from the past? You are not right this time no matter how much you’d like to think so. Maybe that’s just what you need to let yourself believe to make things easier for you.”  
 

Ivy looks around but fails to see any one fainting in Ronnies presence. “Blessed you say? Am I though? It is you who that is blessed with my presence Ronnie. 

Ronnie stands confused as to why the woman is keeping this dreadful conversation going. Then it hits him. He has his crusading equipment with him! He pushes past the woman and hurried towards his trunk where he take some out his crusading helmet and sword. 

Now donning his new attire Ronnie rushes past the woman again towards a sign that was conveniently laying beside a trashcan. It read “SIMP CRUSADER.” In big bold letters. Ronnie ran down the street chanting “Destroy the simp! Become a PIMP!” Surely on his way to triumph in his battle ahead.